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The day started like any other. With a ring on the doorbell and a dead body at my feet.
Okay, maybe it wasn’t that normal, but that’s how it started. The day after my short initiation into the paranormal world dawned I woke up in my-er, our bed and stretched my arms over my head. Beside me was the most handsome-and unconscious-werewolf mate I’d ever seen. Not that I’d seen a lot. One was enough for me. David Dives was completely unconscious, and there was a stupid, adorable grin on his lips. The sheets didn’t cover his upper half and showed that nothing else did, either. I myself was clothed in-well, sheets, and a pillow that somehow had migrated to my feet.
The bright rays of sunlight behind the thick curtains told me it was past ten in the morning. The clock on the nightsta
